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74 — THINGS ARE ABOUT TO GET WILD…
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After Divorce, Chased By My Billionaire Ex-Fiancé 75 — ME. ZEPHYR’S SURPRISE
“You will never hurt me and dictate how I react…”— AMANI***They say revenge is best served cold, but I’m smoking hot so I prefer my revenge to match.Zephyr walks into the ballroom like he owns the place. He just ran for Mayor of New York City the second time and won. He’s a man of the people. They absolutely adore him. And he’s the most perfect specimen I could ever choose for my revenge. Not only is he charismatic, he’s also the kind of man you would call “lethally gorgeous.”His hair is white-blonde like mine, his eyes the most piercing grey I’ve ever seen. It also helps that he’s above six feet with the body of a Greek god. So he’s both successful and attractive. Lucky, lucky me.Zephyr was definitely heartbroken when I informed him of my engagement, but in his exact words; “as long as you’re breathing, I still have the chance to take you from Bhyron and give you the life of your dreams. The life you deserve.”I zero doubts that Zephyr can indeed give me the fairytale life of
After Divorce, Chased By My Billionaire Ex-Fiancé 76 — BHYRON’S STRUGGLES
“I don’t need a weapon, darling. I am one…”***AMANI“…take it all back.”When I asked Bhyron for all of those things at the dining table that fateful day, heaven knows I was joking. I never intended to accept any of Zephyr’s gifts. Infact, I was gonna thank him and politely decline, but after hearing Bhyron’s harsh tone, the evil little bitch in me is having a rethink.I step forward, giving myself enough space to turn around and look straight into his angry blue eyes. I don’t want to cause a scene before the guests, so I fold my arms and say in the calmest voice I can muster;“And what right do you think you have to make that decision on my behalf?”His anger suddenly dims by a few thousand watts, leaving me confused.“What do you mean, Amani? Will you really accept his gifts?”I shrug, “and if I say yes? What’s the problem with that? You couldn’t get these things for me when I asked. In fact, If I remember correctly, you preferred to hold Sharon’s hand and walk away from me inste
After Divorce, Chased By My Billionaire Ex-Fiancé 77 — WHO GOT INTO AN ACCIDENT…?!
AMANIIt’s been five hours since the disaster of an engagement party. Five hours since grandpa apologized to the guests and sent them on their not-so-merry way. Five hours since Bhyron disappeared… and there’s a strange, heavy weight in my chest that I can’t seem to get rid of no matter how hard I try.It’s currently past midnight and I haven’t slept a wink. Instead, I continue to pace the length of my room, occasionally peering out the window to see if Bhyron has finally returned home. Grandma Alice and grandpa have both called him repeatedly with no response. I even cajoled Aunt Ophelia and ordered Jay to call him, but there’s still no response. His phone is ringing alright, but he’s obviously refusing to answer.“…please, Zuri. Just try his number once. I promise I won’t ask for any other favours throughout this week.”Our wedding is in a few hours and Bhyron is nowhere to be seen. If his plan was to punish me by making sure I worry to death, I’m afraid to admit that he’s almost
After Divorce, Chased By My Billionaire Ex-Fiancé 78 — VULNERABLE BHYRON
AMANII’m dreaming. I swear I am. I hope I am.My wide eyes meets Zuri’s shocked ones and I silently ask her if she’s thinking what I’m thinking. The slight nod of her head says it all. My chest twists with cold nervousness.“Aunt, c-can we go to the hospital?” I ask, lips already chattering. “Can we see Zephyr?”Aunt Ophelia shakes her head; “there’s a storm going on, Amani. I’m not sure grandpa would let anyone out that door right now. It’s obvious that Zephyr was attacked. Grandpa has ordered that no one should leave the premises until investigations are conducted.”A bone chilling cold suddenly settles on my shoulders and I sink to the floor with my arms wrapped tightly around my middle. Aunt Ophelia and Zuri exchange a few more words but I’ve completely spaced out so I can’t hear a thing. I barely notice when she kissed me on my forehead before leaving the room.Once the door closes, Zuri runs in my direction and plants her ass directly in front of me so our knees are touching.
After Divorce, Chased By My Billionaire Ex-Fiancé 79 — ACCUSATIONS ARE FLYING!
AMANIMy fingers are trembling so badly, I end the call and barge away from the window like it’s on fire. My knees finally give way and I sink to the floor beside Zuri, trying hard to control the rapid pounding of my heart.“Amani, what happened? What did he say?”I open my mouth to speak but the phone rings again, shattering the tense silence. I don’t have Bhyron’s number saved on my phone but the moment I glance at the screen, I know he’s the one.“I can’t…” I whisper mindlessly. “I–I can’t…”Zuri looks worried as hell now; “Amani, who’s calling you? What did Bhyron say? What happened?”I shake my head over and over, covering my face with my hands. I know my reaction to Bhyron’s request is a bit extra, but for some reason, I feel like my heart is about to explode. “Amani! Speak to me, goddammit. Don’t me slap it out of you!”The phone keeps ringing and my panic keeps rising. Bhyron is relentless as usual.“Fine. Don’t tell me anything. I’ll answer the call myself.” Zuri huffs.Befo
After Divorce, Chased By My Billionaire Ex-Fiancé 80 — AMANDA
AMANDAIn the lakeside city of Montana, a blonde-haired lady sits in her lawyer’s office, chewing her bottom lip and worrying her head off about her pending expenses.Her little sister’s hospital bills have to be cleared by next week, otherwise, the hospital might cut off her oxygen.The rent on her small cake shop and tiny apartment are expiring at the same time, totalling a whopping sum of three thousand dollars. She has to sign her sister up for dance lessons. Imelda loves dancing and there’s no way she’d be able to take that away from her. Which means she’d to find a way to get the money.Her cake shop hasn’t been doing too well lately. The town’s economy is on a downward spiral. Most of the residents can barely afford food, talk more of cakes. Her mind wanders to Jayden, her ex boyfriend, and chills run down her spine. After the last round of beatings ended her in the hospital and Imelda almost cried herself into a coma, Amanda vowed to leave him, even if it meant her heart wou
After Divorce, Chased By My Billionaire Ex-Fiancé 81 — FALSE ACCUSATIONS
AMANIThe room is spinning. Or is it my brain? I’ve lost track at this point.My gaze darts between Aunt Ophelia, grandma Alice and grandpa, silently waiting for them to tell me that Duke is just playing around. Unfortunately, they don’t.Aunt Ophelia looks nervous as hell, grandma Alice’s face is currently buried in Bhyron’s chest as she cries her eyes out and grandpa looks at me with a disappointed expression that causes my heart to flip with the crushing weight of guilt.And Bhyron… he’s currently holding on to grandma Alice like she’s his lifeline, patting her back and murmuring soothing words in her ears.I’m shocked, yes. But I’m also confused as hell.“Are you sure of what you’re saying?” I ask, turning my attention to Duke. He walks towards me and holds up his phone. My eyes drift to the video on the screen and in the next one minute, my shock triples. It’s a news flash. The hostess’ chubby face is sent in grim lines as she reports;“…bad news for New York City as their may
After Divorce, Chased By My Billionaire Ex-Fiancé 82 — DEDICATED TO AMANI’S SHENANIGANS
AMANII can’t sleep. I tried to, but images of Grandma Alice crying her eyes out against Bhyron’s chest literally chased me around a rocky path in dreamland, armed with a sharp knife.I shoot awake some moments later, breathing like I just engaged in a sumo wrestling contest. Sweat pours down my face in torrents despite the cold AC that blows my heated skin.Looking around the dark room, goosebumps rise on my arms and my heart tightens with fear at all the shadows hanging around. I hate darkness with a passion that rivals Hades. I cannot sleep without the lights on and practically glaring. Zuri hates me for it, which is why we can never share a room.The only reason the lights are off is because Zuri opted to sleep with me tonight after I practically clung on to her when everyone left. My chest tightens painfully as I recall the strange feeling of abandonment that weighted my shoulders when I realized the entire family was upset with me, Aunt Ophelia inclusive.Memories of that sla
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After Divorce, Chased By My Billionaire Ex-Fiancé 90 — WEDDING BELLS…
BHYRONAmani left with grandpa a few minutes ago but I’m still seated behind my desk, staring at the CCTV footage on my computer and watching the bags I bought go up in smoke.My intention was to apologize to her. I guess that failed, woefully.I don’t give a shit about the amount of money I spent. I can make that back in seconds. What matters is the look of pure hatred I saw in Amani’s eyes. That will haunt me forever.I bury my face in my palms and take a deep breath. Amani looked angry. Enraged. How she knew I was watching her through the CCTV, I’d never know. But for a moment, it felt like she was looking straight into my eyes, like she knew I was there. I get to my feet and pace the room. My wedding is set to happen in the next thirty minutes. I’m already dressed up and waiting to be notified to come downstairs for the ceremony. My long term goal of marrying the one woman who has the power to set me ablaze with just one look is finally about to be fulfilled, but I’m restless.Dr
After Divorce, Chased By My Billionaire Ex-Fiancé 89 — GRANDPA’S PLEA…
AMANIJay flinches at my harsh tone but stands his ground. “Miss Amani, I assure you that the boss does not consider you a whore. These are just wedding presents and he’d be pleased if you accept them.”I tilt my head to the side, struggling to rein in my temper. That’s the thing — I never, ever want to partake in any activity that pleases Bhyron Macaulay. I still regret my little mistake from a few hours ago.I wanted to please him and it backfired right in my face.I look up and my eyes coincidentally lands on the CCTV camera positioned high up on the west wall. My fingers twitch with annoyance as a devious thought suddenly crawls into my mind.“Your boss is watching us right now, isn’t he?” I ask Jay, not bothering to take my eyes off the camera.Jay follows my line of vision and lets out a small curse when he realizes I’ve seen the camera. His tone suddenly changes, becoming defensive;“Miss Amani, I…”I shoot him a look filled with annoyance and he clamps his mouth shut.“There’
After Divorce, Chased By My Billionaire Ex-Fiancé 88 — CHANEL PURSES
AMANITHREE HOURS LATER…My wedding is set to hold in the next two hours and I’m an emotional wreck.I stare at my swollen eyes in the mirror, willing my mind to forget everything that happened in that room three hours ago.“Girl, we don’t have time for this. The makeup artist has been waiting for you for almost two hours. You haven’t even tried out your wedding dress. I’m not sure you’ve even taken a bath!” Zuri half-yells, pacing the room nervously.“At this pace, we’ll never be ready on time. Not that I want you to marry that sonofabitch, but grandpa will be upset…”I keep staring at the mirror, trying to figure out the hollow-eyed woman who stares back at me.Anger, bitterness and shame swirls in my guts when I remember the smugness in Bhyron’s eyes after he successfully fooled me. The bastard tricked me. Once again, he proved that I can never trust him.“…and you won't even tell me what happened! Where were you this morning? What happened to you?” Zuri babbles non stop, pacing r
After Divorce, Chased By My Billionaire Ex-Fiancé 87 — REGRET
BHYRONI don’t know how much longer I can keep this up and I think it’s high time I told myself the truth.Hurting Amani’s feelings is not as satisfying as I thought it would be. Taking my revenge does not fill my heart with joy like I thought it would.The hurt and confusion in her eyes breaks me every single time. This was supposed to be easy, goddamnit! I was never supposed to feel anything for her. My job would’ve been goddamn easier if those bright, chocolate eyes didn’t appeal to my dark soul every single time.My goal was to take revenge for all the pain that Amani and her family caused me, but I barely stopped myself from pulling her into my arms just five seconds ago. All I wanted to do was clean her up, hold her and make sure she got a few hours of sleep before the wedding. And that was not the bloody plan!I slam the door behind me and lean against it, trying to calm my pounding heart.Anger, raw and venomous stirs in my veins. I’m angry at myself for hurting her and furiou
After Divorce, Chased By My Billionaire Ex-Fiancé 86 — SHATTERED PRIDE, BROKEN SELF-RESPECT.
AMANI“…suck my dick, Amani. If you’re able to make me cum, I’ll let you wear the dress.” Shock, mixed with violent arousal explodes in my belly, leaving me weak and temporarily unable to think properly.My arms around Bhyron’s neck slips but he catches me at the last minute, cupping my lower back and pulling me against his chest in a half-embrace. I’m completely enveloped in his intoxicating heat and my heart is a large, melted puddle of goo. If not for his support, I’d have fallen flat on my face a long time ago.I should slap his face and stomp out of the room, but my brain is already conjuring images of his thick, swollen cock deep inside the walls of my throat. I gulp helplessly.It’s settled. I’m fucked.“What’s it going to be, little caramel?” He whispers huskily, trailing his fingers across my heated cheeks. “Will you suck my cock or do you want to live without my forgiveness? I can already feel your wetness on my thigh. If I touch you down there, my fingers will come back d
After Divorce, Chased By My Billionaire Ex-Fiancé 85 — BREATH TAKING REQUEST
AMANI“You can forget about the dress. It’s not for you. You don’t have to wear it…”I never wanted to wear Bhyron’s dress. I never wanted a dress that was made specially for some strange woman whom he’s obsessed with. But those harsh words coupled with his cold expression hits me like a goddamn punch in the gut.He’s clearly saying I’m not worthy enough to wear the same dress as the woman of his dreams. Jealousy burns like a fever in my throat. I’ve never wanted to beat up an imaginary woman so badly in my entire life. I’m almost ashamed of myself. Almost.I stiffen against him, holding his gaze while trying not to burst into stupid tears. I wouldn’t even know why I’m crying in the first place. So what if Bhyron is in love with some unnamed dancing bride? I don’t like him. I shouldn’t be bothered.The logical thing to do would be to step away from him and lick my wounds while I still can, but the last time Amani was logical, George Washington was still president.Instead of counting
After Divorce, Chased By My Billionaire Ex-Fiancé 84 — SOFT, ONLY FOR HER.
AMANIBefore I can get my thoughts together, Aunt Ophelia hurries forward and grabs my arm, her eyes wide with a haunted expression that sends chills down my spine; “Amani, dear, you have to leave. You cannot be seen in here.”Now I’m more confused than ever and even more determined to find out what the hell is going on. I’m convinced that Aunt Ophelia knows something. She’s definitely hiding something from me.She tries to pull me towards the exit but I stubbornly dig my feet into the ground, refusing to move. Noting my hesitation, Aunt Ophelia looks over her shoulder and lifts one questioning brow; “Sweetie, what are you doing? We have to leave.”The forced cheer in her voice and the tiny, fake smile plastered on her lips makes me even more resolute to go nowhere.I pull my arm from her grip and fold them, looking her straight in the eyes;“Okay, aunt. Spill. What are you hiding?”A flash of panic lightens her eyes before she’s able to hide it beneath a confused expression.“What
After Divorce, Chased By My Billionaire Ex-Fiancé 83 — SHOCKED. AWESTRUCK. BLOWN AWAY.
AMANII’m shocked to my bones. I’m in awe. I’m blown away.I move closer to get a better look. The closer I go, the grander it becomes.I barely have the words to describe it — It’s beautiful. It’s gorgeous. It’s definitely expensive… and also seems familiar as hell.I search my memory on a quest to figure out where I’ve seen it before. It’s very unique, very unlike anyone of its kind out there. A second later, it finally dawns on me, leaving a strong bitter taste at the back of my throat. I remain rooted to the spot, blinking rapidly in shock as the pieces slowly fall into place. The current object of my obsession is a wedding dress. It sits alone on a raised platform in the middle of the room, sparkling and shimmering like a rare creature in all its glory. The platform is made of black onyx stone and probably costs far more than what my parents’ entire company is worth.And the dress itself… I lack the words to describe it. It sparkles from top to bottom, and a closer inspection
After Divorce, Chased By My Billionaire Ex-Fiancé 82 — DEDICATED TO AMANI’S SHENANIGANS
AMANII can’t sleep. I tried to, but images of Grandma Alice crying her eyes out against Bhyron’s chest literally chased me around a rocky path in dreamland, armed with a sharp knife.I shoot awake some moments later, breathing like I just engaged in a sumo wrestling contest. Sweat pours down my face in torrents despite the cold AC that blows my heated skin.Looking around the dark room, goosebumps rise on my arms and my heart tightens with fear at all the shadows hanging around. I hate darkness with a passion that rivals Hades. I cannot sleep without the lights on and practically glaring. Zuri hates me for it, which is why we can never share a room.The only reason the lights are off is because Zuri opted to sleep with me tonight after I practically clung on to her when everyone left. My chest tightens painfully as I recall the strange feeling of abandonment that weighted my shoulders when I realized the entire family was upset with me, Aunt Ophelia inclusive.Memories of that sla
